Adventure #39: Home Buying

I bought a home.

Let's allow that to sink in for a moment...because being a new, single female homeowner is definitely an adventure, probably one of the biggest I've encountered since beginning this blog.

Here are some of the highlights thus far:

• Too many keys and not enough keys. I have no keys to the pool gate or the walk-through gate to get my mail, so I literally have to go out the front door of my home to walk to the mailbox. What a hassle! However, I have extra keys with no corresponding locks. Interesting.
• I have an overhead kitchen light. I have a kitchen light switch. But the two don't correspond. Hmmm?
• Upon move-in, I quickly discovered that my bathroom light was entirely too dim for a proper makeup application, and although my boyfriend really likes the color orange, I am not too fond of it, particularly on my face. The first hurdle was finding an appropriate light to replace the first one. The second hurdle was the actual installation of said light fixture. Thankfully, my little handy-dandy boyfriend did find a resolution that I can live with, albeit not a perfect one.
• Stairs. My calves HATED me the first weekend after move-in. Definitely (pant) must (pant) get (pant) used (pant) to (pant) having (pant) a (pant) second (pant) floor.

Looking forward to more reports for you on this particular adventure!

Complex vs. Complicated

I came across the most wonderful article about why a man should marry a complicated girl, and it obviously began with a reminiscence of a Sex and the City episode.The only change I would have made in the article was the use of the word 'complicated.' Here's why...

When I first began this blog, I talked about my ex calling me hot ice cream. "I want things both ways, every way possible." I longed to find someone who could love me for me, including all of my intensely complicated parts. But, as my Caribbean beau believed, these nuances aren't complications but rather complexities, and isn't that really what it's all about? Someone to love the good, the bad, and the ugly. Someone who wouldn't hesitate, not even for a millisecond.

Update: Too Many Answers

A few weeks ago, I wrote about not wanting to ask the tough questions, but maybe the problem isn't inherently in the questions, but in the answers, specifically that there are too many of them. Let me explain.

Life decisions come in a variety of forms, shapes, and sizes. There are decisions about career, decisions about marriage, and decisions about children. There are decisions about family, friends, and felines (except in my case, of course). We spend countless hours pondering the 'best' or 'right' decision, when in actuality, it may be that any decision will prove itself. We'll never know if a different decision would have resulted in a better or more positive outcome. There are simply too many choices, too many answers, to a single question, and maybe that's truly wherein the difficulty lies.

Adventure #38: Segway Tour

Earlier this fall, my wonderful mother came for an extended weekend visit, and we really hit the town! One of the absolute highlights of her visit was a downtown tour of the city in which I live, but what made it particularly special was that we used segways. Once mom got over her initial terror of falling off or falling down, or not being able to "make it go," she could be seen zipping up and down city blocks, and we were both laughing like children. What a terrific day and not one soon forgotten!